- Date posted
- 2y
Feeling defeated - long rant
I’ve been dealing with SO-OCD on and off for the past 3 years, and I don’t know if it’s winning at this point. From the minute I wake up to the second I go to bed, it’s pretty much all I think about. I can’t watch certain shows, even ones I used to like, like greys anatomy and euphoria, because of the same-sex plot lines. I used to never pay a second of attention to these, and was obsessed with meredith and Derek. I also cant watch shows where the girl is portrayed as a sex symbol out of fear of groinal response. And I don’t watch shows with guys I used to find cute because it’ll remind me of my loss of attraction. Now it’s like I feel no attraction at all to guys when that’s all I’ve ever known. I’ve convinced myself that a majority of my friendships have been homoerotic and that I’m jealous of my friends boyfriends when that hasn’t been the case. I also ruminate on my childhood and things I’ve done that might indicate that I’m gay, even though I had crushes on guys from an early age. I did some things that I guess could be interpreted as “fruity”, but I did the same thing with guys as well. I also cant tell if these memories are genuine or false memories, or exaggerations of the situations. And I feel like things and emotions I’ve felt in the past were never real. I got caught up in the aesthetic attraction vs. sexual attraction spiral, and at first applied it to women, but now my mind is telling me that that’s what I’ve actually been applying to men. It feels so true even though I know I’ve been turned on by guys in the past, and had a specific type that I was into. I’ve never had a boyfriend, and get extremely nervous around men, which makes it 10x worse. Even if I want to talk to them it feels impossible because I’m scared of getting rejected. But my brain is telling me that’s because I didn’t even want to talk to them in the first place and you’re compensating for societal norms blah blah. I’m also studying psychology, which doesn’t help at all because it makes me try and psycho analyze myself when I do not have the means to do so whatsoever. I don’t feel like myself anymore and I hate it, it’s like a dark cloud is over me at all times. And I made a post on here earlier ranting about how my therapist said she thinks I’m essentially going through a sexuality crisis and haven’t explored it which sent me into a serious spiral. I know that questioning your sexuality is a pretty normal thing and acknowledged that, but i was trying to reiterate the fact that the amount I ruminate on this is not normal and she took it as me being defensive and that I’m hiding something that’s causing me so much anxiety and stress. I can’t fall back asleep because I can’t stop thinking. I know in my heart this isn’t normal but my head is so convinced at this point that I don’t know what’s real and what’s not. Even typing that my brain is saying that I don’t actually know in my heart and I’m lying. It’s so exhausting, I never really worried about this kind of stuff before or paid much attention to it. And for some reason this specific episode of SOOCD is using all of my previous thoughts that I’ve had over the years against me, like it’s proof when I’ve been aware that I’ve likely been dealing with SOOCD for years and of course I have these thoughts. For example it’s been a while since I’ve had a sensation down there while being sexually active with a man, which in some part I’ve attributed to antidepressants, even though my brain tells me that’s not true. It just feels different than the last time and it’s driving me insane. I’m so anxious and like it just FEELS like I’m gay at this point. I wouldn’t really care that much if I was bi, it’s not necessarily being into women that I’m scared about but losing my attraction to men when it’s all I’ve ever known. But if I was into women I probably wouldn’t explore it, just acknowledge that I’m attracted and move on. And if that backfires in the long run then oh well. I’ve never really had a desire to be sexually involved with a woman and have fantasized about men. But I had a dream in which I was sexually involved with my TEACHER from middle school (who I never even really thought was pretty) and it made everything so much worse. It feels like these thoughts are winning and I’m just bound to succumb to them at some point, but that’s not what I want. I WANT to be with a man, and that’s how it always has been. Saying that feels like such a lie now though. I’m just exhausted and don’t know why I have to be worrying about this. I was so much happier when I was just worrying about guys. Shouldn’t I be with the gender that makes me happy? Now I just feel indifferent to them. Ugh. Sorry for the long post, just a lot of thoughts on my mind today.